For now.



Doom comes to all creatures.

Doom is the most important part of life next to being born.

From the moment you take your first breath you are set on an irrevocable path to your last.

There is absolutely nothing you can do to avoid doom.

Doom begins to follow you the moment you begin breathing.

Its sole purpose is to end that breathing forever.

It never rests...never sleeps...never stops...never tires...in its slow but relentless pursuit of your life.

You can run and run...doom walks...you can sprint and try to hide...doom stalks.

It knows where you hide...it knows where you go...it knows every aspect of your life.

Always planning for that one moment when you linger in one place for too long.

It could be when you are driving...sleeping...making love...fighting a war...going to work...getting married...having a baby...building a house.

Doom is there ready at all times...stopwatch in hand...waiting for your final second to tick.

And tick it will...there is no escaping it.

And then...no matter what you may be doing at that moment...doom WILL POUNCE and strike you down.

And just to make the point on how particular doom is with keeping its schedule of doom..

A few years ago a young man in India was just happily heading out to the fields to work.

The morning was fine...nothing harmful was anywhere near.

And then...SPLAT...a metorite that had been travelling for untold eons chose that moment to fall and it entered the top of his head and came out his ass.

He died on the spot. The second person ever to be killed in such a way.

Doom had planned well in advance.

So...dodge and weave and run as you may...your clock is ticking....ticking...ticking.

You dont know which second will be your last.

How the doom gets you in the end matters not.

What matters...is that...IT MOST CERTAINLY WILL.